and missed. But even as it passed her, she saw
red blood among the black hairs of that head. It crashed down,
the buttocks of the body heaving up, the whole thing twitching
and jerking along, the face seeming to grin in a mortal grin.
Glancing from horror to horror, she saw Ramon, his face still
as death, blood running down his arm and his back, holding down
the head of the bandit by the hair and stabbing him with short
stabs in the throat, one, two, while blood shot out like a red
projectile; there was a strange sound like a sodasyphon, a ghastly
bubbling, one final terrible convulsion from the loins of the
stricken man, throwing Ramon off, and Ramon lay twisted, still
clutching the man's hair in one hand, the bloody knife in the
other, and gazing into the livid, distorted face, in which ferocity
seemed to have gone frozen, with a steady, intent, inhuman gaze.
Then, without letting go his victim's hair, he looked up, cautiously.
To see Kate's man, with black hair wet with blood, and blood running
down into his glazed, awful eyes, slowly rising to his knees.
It was the strangest face in the world; the high, domed head with
blood-soddened hair, blood running in several streams down the
narrow, corrugated brow and along the black eyebrows above the
glazed, black, numb eyes, in which the last glazing was of ferocity,
stranger even than wonder, the glazed and absolute ferocity which
the man's last consciousness showed.
It was a long, thin, handsome face, save for those eyes of glazed
ferocity, and for the longish white teeth under the sparse moustache.
The man was reduced to his last, blank term of being; a glazed
and ghastly ferocity.
Ramon dropped the hair of his victim, whose head dropped sideways
with a gaping red throat, and rose to a crouching position. The
second bandit was on his knees, but his hand already clasped his
knife. Ramon crouched. They were both perfectly still. But Ramon
had got his balance, crouching between his feet.
The bandit's black, glazed eyes of blank ferocity took a glint
of cunning. He was stretching. He was going to leap to his feet
for his stroke.
And even as he leaped, Ramon shot the knife, that was all

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